#lee!eddie

“Why did the outlet start a podcast?”

The microphone amplified your voice in the Breaker Box, and you smiled a hopeful smile. Volt was cleaning some glasses behind the bar. Eddie, standing on a ladder, was making some small repairs and adjustments that he insisted on doing himself. The former looked up from his ministrations and smirked. 

“Do tell, live wire,” Volt chuckled. He didn’t even have to look at Eddie to know that there was a high chance he pinched his eyes shut. Your smile brightened. 

“For current events!”

Volt chuckled louder and affectionately shook his head. “Of course they did, why else?”

“Don’t encourage them, Volt,” Eddie groaned. “That was terrible.”

You made a show of crossing your arms and giving him a light huff. “They’re supposed to be terrible, that’s part of the charm. Here, let me try another one..”

There was the sound of pages turning as you flipped through your book of self-curated jokes and puns. You muttered to yourself, thinking out loud, searching for one that even Eddie may like. Your finger grazed over one a few times and you visibly perked up. 

“Did you hear that the Devil is going bald?”

Eddie was hammering a nail into a loose ceiling tile while you spoke. Volt, while putting away the clean glasses, shook his head. 

“Oh dear,” he hummed with faux sympathy. “I can’t say that I have.” 

A light snort escaped you, though you did your best to keep it together. You hadn’t even said the punchline yet. 

“Yeah,” you continued, nodding. “There’s gonna be hell toupee.”

Okay, that one wasn’t too bad. Eddie coughed to conceal his chuckle. He made his way down the ladder, pretending to swat away a cloud of dust. 

“Damn tiles are dusty again,” he grumbled. There wasn’t an ounce of annoyance in his voice though. The corners of his lips were turned upwards ever so slightly. “I thought you said you’d already done a deep clean.”

“I have,” Volt answered. He arched a brow at his partner and hummed with interest. “Oh my, is that a smile I see, darling? Did you find that joke humorous?”

“No,” Eddie grunted. “I told you the tiles are dusty.”

A small smirk played on the taller man’s lips. He reached above his head and swiped one finger along a tile closest to the bar. When he turned it around, it was clean. 

“Well, would you look at that?” Volt grinned. “Not a speck of dust in sight. Come now, indulge our little spark. You enjoyed that joke.”

You eyed the two of them with a little smile. It tugged at Eddie’s heart strings, or whatever was the electrical equivalent, but he was nothing if not stubborn. Volt could definitely attest to that.

“I did not,” Eddie argued. “Look, I’m not saying you’re bad at this or anything. Just that the jokes are just…I don’t know, cheesy? Don’t you have any others?”

“I do,” you nodded. “But none that you’ll like apparently. I mean honestly, do you ever find anything funny?”

“I-”

“Well,” Volt interjected with a sudden spark in his eye. His smile turned sharper. Mischievous. “Now that I think about it, live wire, there is something that would put a smile on our lover’s face…”

“What are you-”

Eddie could feel a shift in the room, both literally and figuratively, and then the metaphorical light bulb went off in his head. The way Volt was casually but also knowingly grinning at him helped him have a clearer picture of what he was hinting at. 

Oh no. No, no, no. That’d only happened one time, and Eddie swore he didn’t even react. 

Volt remembers it differently though. 

“Oh no, Volt don’t you dare.”

“What?” Your head turned from one man to the other, eyes wide with curiosity. “What’s he talking about, Eddie?”

“Nothing-”

“It’s a charming little detail really,” Volt pressed on, rounding the bar and striding over to you. The clamor of Eddie’s footsteps echoed after his. “Why, our Eddie is quite ticklish.”

There it was. 

There was a beat of silence. The lights above hummed as if waiting for something. Then, you squealed. 

“He is?” 

With a confirming chuckle from the taller of the two, you met Eddie half way. “You are? Aw, I didn’t know that! That’s so cute.”

“First off, I’m not cute,” Eddie again grunted, though his cheeks looked rosier compared to a moment ago. “Second, I don’t know what the hell he’s talking about. I’m not ticklish.”

Volt followed you over to him, laughing softly. “Are you lying again? Mm-mm, that just won’t do. Whatever shall we do, live wire? I will follow your lead.”

“Weeeelll,” you sang sweetly, closing in on your grumpy lover. “If he really won’t laugh at my jokes…”

You were approaching him from the right, which meant that Volt took the left side. Eddie’s cheeks reddened and backed up even further.

“B-Back off,” he warned. His arms instinctively dropped towards his sides. This only encouraged you. You ran towards him, but you didn’t get far. 

Your foot got caught on one of the floorboards, and you went down with a surprised squeal. You weren’t hurt, but it still caused Eddie to hurry toward you with alarm. 

“Oh shit, you okay?”

You groaned from your reclined position on the floor. You landed chest first, butt in the air, but still managed a thumbs-up. “Yeah yeah, I’m fine. My shoe got caught.”

“Yeah, well…that’s what you get,” Eddie, relieved, snorted before he could stop himself. A series of deep chuckles came right after. “Told you to back off.” 

Your head snapped up to his. You regarded him with shock before a sudden grin overtook you. “Oh, that’s what’s funny to you? Get him, Volt!”

Volt was already two steps ahead of you. Literally. He interrupted his partner’s giggling to gently grab his arms and pull him into his chest. 

“You would laugh at our spark’s stumble? How dare you,” Volt pretended to growl as he tried to bring the man down to the floor with him. Eddie wasn’t going down without a fight; there was a mini battle of arms and elbows right in the middle of the bar. 

“Wh-o-a, hey! Let go of me!” Eddie managed to pull out of his grip, but Volt was persistent, and  never had his hands off of him for very long. He yelled when Volt used one of his long legs to sweep his own from underneath him, and he kicked as he was guided down on the floor. 

You would be the one that’d sway the metaphorical cards in Volt’s favor. After picking yourself up off of the ground, you strolled over to the feuding men with a small smile. “You know,” you hummed. “You are struggling a lot for someone who claims that they aren’t ticklish.”

“Because I’m not,” Eddie retorted, as if that response made perfect sense. He had Volt’s hands in a firm grip, but Volt was using his legs to pin his partner’s down. He then gathered his hands in one so that he could half-heartedly swat at you as you knelt beside them. “Spark, if you tickle me, I’m gonna-”

Tap, tap, tap. 

You curiously poked at the man’s rib cage with your index finger. You kept your touch light, occasionally giving a rib a gentle scritch, and Eddie tensed. He pinched his lips shut and leaned to the side, inadvertently pushing closer into Volt’s chest. He moved to grab your hand, but Volt used the distraction to finally pin his wrists above his head. 

“Gah! Volt!”

“There we are, much better,” Volt kissed Eddie’s forehead and smirked. You gave him a grateful look and switched to wriggling your fingers into his sides. Eddie squirmed, battling between pulling his wrists free and dodging your ticklish touches, only to lose on both fronts. 

 “Let—sp-spark..pssht…”

Eddie pinched his lips shut again to trap the incoming snicker. You perked up and giggled lightly. 

“What was that?”

Eddie didn’t answer. Instead, he shook his head, a wobbly smile just barely tugging at the corner of his lips. You scritched up his torso, lightly clawing at his ribs before burrowing your fingers into the softness of his armpits. Eddie jolted upwards and tried to pull his arms down, but Volt kept them up.

You looked to Volt for a bit of guidance. “Where’s he most ticklish?”

“Oh no, darling. I can’t make it that easy,” he chuckled. He trailed his light kisses down the man’s forehead, to his cheek, and ending at his neck. Each kiss left a ticklish tingle that ran across his skin. Eddie’s shoulders shook with restrained chuckles. “You’ll have to figure it out yourself.”

Fair enough, you thought. You alternated between gently scritching at the hollows of his armpits and circling the area with your fingertips and nails. 

Eddie couldn’t hold it back anymore. Gruff, breathy chuckles escaped him before he could try to reel them back in, and Volt’s ticklish kisses were not helping. He tried to growl in between chuckles, but that just added to the cuteness factor. 

“F-Faahahahaha! Spahahahahahark!”

You made a big show of gasping and, wanting to chase the sound, you returned to his ribs. You used the pads of your fingers to lightly pinch and knead over the spot. This made Eddie jump and laugh louder. 

“Hmhm, ‘not ticklish’, huh?” You grinned. “I dunno, seems like you’re ticklish to me.”

Eddie’s cheeks reddened. “I’m nohahah—AH! Vohohoholt sahahahaha!” 

Volt couldn’t help himself. He nuzzled into his partner’s neck to blow quick, electric raspberries into it. Literal sparks jumped off of his lips. Eddie’s laugh took on a more frantic, giggly note. He swiveled his head from one side to the other, but all Volt had to do was move to the opposite side that he couldn’t protect. 

“Hmmm?” Volt hummed against his skin. He took a breath and ducked his head down to blow a raspberry into Eddie’s collarbone. The resulting yelp and harder laughter made him smile. “Am I not allowed to kiss you?”

“Nohoht like thahaht!” Eddie’s legs drummed against the floor as he tried to curl in on himself. Volt chuckled and pressed teasing kisses back up the man’s neck. He waited a bit, watching him shiver and jump, before blowing a series of raspberries on his neck that made Eddie swear and howl. 

For a moment, you’d stopped tickling Eddie and watched the two of them. If there was a way for you to have heart eyes, you’d definitely have them. It was so nice to see them laughing after the power scare not too long ago. 

Your curious hands found their way to Eddie’s stomach. You clawed over it, keeping your touch light, and Eddie bucked. It was so sudden that you’d almost fallen off of him. 

“Wahahahahahit!” Eddie’s laughter deepened as he squirmed underneath you. “Oahahahaha! Nohohohot thehehere!”

Volt looked up from what he was doing, chuckling. “Well done, live wire,” he praised. “His stomach is definitely one of his more ticklish spots. And, you’re only getting warmer..”

Feeling encouraged, you switched to quick pinches along his tummy, squealing as the man bucked around even more. You steadied yourself by straddling his waist. His usually tucked in shirt had come undone and gave you access to the skin underneath. The moment your fingertips made contact, he threw his head back with laughter. 

“OHOHOAHAHA! NOHOHOHO!”

“Oh my gohosh,” you giggled. “I’m shocked at how sensitive you are.”

Volt snorted. You didn’t really mean to make the pun, but there it was, front and center. There was a groan somewhere amidst Eddie’s loud, deep laughter. 

“SHUHUHT UHUHUP!”

“Ah, ah. Manners, Eddie..” He gathered the other man’s wrists in one hand so that he could better join the fray. Sparks danced along his fingertips as he poked and prodded down the man’s torso. Each of his touches delivered a ticklish shock that had Eddie howling. He bucked again, and this time you steadied yourself by holding onto his hips.

Eddie snorted and, ironically, jumped as if he was electrocuted. You curiously kneaded your thumbs into the spot, and Eddie’s deep laughter jumped to hysterics. He bucked and twisted and you had to make more of a concerted effort to not fall off. He laughed silently, especially when Volt’s ticklish shocks found their way to his waist, and that was both of your cues to let up. 

You slid off of his waist and Volt released his hands. Eddie breathed deeply, still chuckling, and wiped the tears from his eyes. 

“Ugh, both of you suck..” He breathed. He sat up with Volt’s help, who pulled both him and you into his lap. You chuckled. 

“You love us,” You blinked up at him with a sweet smile. Eddie’s eyes flicked to you, then Volt, and then he sighed. He was going to get both of you back, especially Volt, but for now?

“Yeah. I guess I do.”

🤍Volt⚡️

General:

Volt gives off 50/50 switch vibes

Man doesn’t care who’s doing the laughing as long as you’re enjoying yourself.

He adores tickling in general. It’s a great way to tire Eddie out if he’s had a long day, and he just loves to smile around those he loves.

Lee:

Believe it or not, Volt actually gets a bit flustered with tickling when he’s in a lee mood.

He’s unable to say the t-word, and the only ways he’ll ask are indirect. Eddie knows the signs, but it takes you a bit to catch onto his patterns.

“Live wire, could you flip that little breaker on my side right there? I think it’s fritzing.”

“I’m rather bored, darling. Think you could help me fix that?”

“Hmm? No, of course I didn’t poke you. Must’ve been the wind.”

He’ll blush rather intensely once you figure it out and give him what he wants.

Worst spots are his ribs and neck. His ribs get deep belly-laughs out of him, but his neck is killer. It’s hard to reach because of his hair, but if you can manage it, he might short-circuit (gotta be gentle with him).

Melt spots are his arms and back. He adores gentle scratches along his forearms and near his pits. If you give him gentle tickles alongside a back rub? Pure bliss.

If you’re really wrecking him, little sparks will fly off his hair, and his eyes will light up. If any hit your skin, they don’t hurt—just tingle. He always gets all flustered if you tease him about it afterwards.

“Live wire, please. It’s not cute. Yes, I am rather dashing, but that is not.”

Thankfully, it isn't hard to get him to say otherwise (with the proper motivation).

Ler:

VERY playful bastard of a ler

He’ll tease you about it for hours before he even comes close to doing anything.

A playful poke at the bar, a slip of the hand while dancing, little teases whispered in your ear…

“Just wait until closing time, darling…”

“Your laugh truly is enchanting, live wire. I can’t wait to hear it for hours later.”

“You look rather fetching in that top, love. And look, it’s cropped. Perfect~”

When he does finally strike, it’ll be in the comfort of privacy. The only other object around would be Eddie, specifically so you feel safe and cared for.

This suave bastard is a teasing ler for SURE, though he knows not to go too far.

“Don’t worry, live wire. I’ll start slow. You know I adore your giggles.”

“Does that tickle, hmm?”

“My, that was quite the reaction, love. I wonder if you can top it.”

You know how he lets off little zaps of electricity when he’s really emotional? Well, he’s figured out how to weaponize that.

Those little zaps tickle like crazy, though they never hurt. Volt is incredibly careful with you, even while he’s being a bully.

Again, Volt is incredibly respectful of your boundaries. If you want him to really wreck you, you’ll have to set up a safeword. He doesn’t mind going that far; he’s just more concerned about your comfort than a good time.

He’s wonderful with aftercare, as one would expect.

He’ll grab you some water, maybe sneak you over a couple cherries from the bar for a sugary snack to perk you up.

If you’re in the mood for it, he’s always up for relaxing cuddles and random rants before falling asleep. He’ll even drag Eddie over for a snuggle pile (he can never resist when it’s for you).

💡Eddie🔧

General:

At first, Eddie’s really hesitant about any of the tickling stuff.

He’ll get flustered if you ask about it, tense up, or tell you he’s not in the mood. You’re always respectful of him, of course; he just needs some time to warm up to the idea.

Once you break the ice, however, he gets pretty fond of it. Well, fond of wrecking you whenever you insist on annoying him while he’s on the job.

He’s a ler-leaning switch, though he doesn’t mind the occasional tickle from you or Volt (good luck getting him to admit it, though).

Lee:

He gets really flustered when it comes to getting tickled.

It’s hard for him to ask, though he won’t do a complete character 180. He’ll just brush it off if you ask about his behavior or say he’s tired. Not a lie, but not exactly the truth either.

When you do finally figure him out, he’ll just sit down and refuse to make eye contact until you get started. Stoic to a fault (though it’s an easy fix once you get started).

Volt knows a little bit about Eddie’s soft spots, so you get some pointers before you wreck him. Eddie makes sure the cocky man learns his lesson, though not before he meets a giggly fate.

Worst spots are his ears and hips. Little kisses or nuzzles against his ears destroy him, and he cannot handle his love handles being squeezed. Volt likes to randomly come up and poke them to make him jump (a habit you adopt).

Melt spots are his wrists. His hands always get sore, but the callouses there make it kind of hard to feel anything. His wrists, though? Soft, sensitive, and the perfect place to kiss or gently stroke if you want him to get all giggly and relax against you.

Eddie gets incredibly sleepy after he’s tickled. He’ll stay up long enough to drink some water and say you suck before drifting off and getting some much-needed rest.

Needless to say, tickles are a great motivator to get him to relax.

Ler:

Oh boy.

Eddie’s a very methodical ler. He’ll start off by testing spots, saying which ones are bad aloud, and moving on. Once he's got a general idea of your worst spots, he goes to town.

As you can imagine, that shit is incredibly flustering.

“Oh, damn, your ribs are pretty bad. Good to know.”

“Wonder if your back is ticklish… Let’s find out.”

“You always get all wiggly when I go near your pits. Wonder why…”

Aside from the notes, he likes to compliment you. You’re his spark; he needs to let you know how amazing you look when you’re laughing for him.

“That blush… I swear, it’s more beautiful than any wine we’ve got stocked.”

“I love that smile, spark. Too bad I’ve gotta tickle the hell outta you to see it. Well…not that bad.”

“You’re so soft here. Just wanna kiss it all day…”

Now, that stubble…

You just know he’d weaponize it while tickling. Nuzzles, evil kisses, raspberries with an extra kick: the possibilities are endless.

He’s pretty good with aftercare. He’ll grab you some water, maybe make you a Shirley Temple if you want something more fun to drink. He might even agree to a nap together, though he’ll usually call Volt in to join. The man loves group cuddle time, though he won’t admit it.